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Kensi: What happens next?
Deeks: It's a love story.

Deeks: This thing?
Kensi: Yes. Our thing.
Deeks: I'm sorry. I didn't -- I didn't hear you because there are so many people walking by. Maybe say it louder. Once more just for me.
Kensi: I hate you.
Deeks: You don't. You don't. You don't hate me.
Kensi: Our thing.
Deeks: Wow. Phew.
Kensi: You have to promise me something too.
Deeks: Anything.
Kensi: Promise you'll be patient with me.
Deeks: See you tonight.
Kensi: Yeah.

Kens, I just want you know that the place that I went to in my head to stop the pain was you. I just kept thinking about your smile, and your laugh. Everything. It's the only thing that got me through. For whatever it's worth.

Deeks

Sam: You know what they say when your partner starts sounding like your wife.
Callen: Get a new wife.

Kensi: Ready to go for a little ride. (Deeks smirks) On the bikes, Deeks, on the bikes.
Deeks: I didn't say anything.

(Deeks doesn't want to go into the desert and wants Sam to go instead)
Deeks: You are African-American and Africa is hot.
Sam: I'm from Brooklyn, Huckleberry.

Kensi: Is that a fanny pack?
Deeks: No, it's a bro-sack.

Deeks: I was just gonna see if you were good.
Kensi: Yeah. You?
Deeks: I'm good if you're good.
Kensi: I'm good.
Deeks: Okay. That's good. We're good. Which is, you know, great.
Kensi: I'm glad we cleared that up. See ya tomorrow.

Danny: Can I help you with something?
Deeks: Just thinking about your hair. Is it bulletproof?

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